First Encounter

Hello journal thing I was told to write in...

1857, August 19

Age:23

All because of my parents I have an empire if you can call 146 people and nineteen families that...I was sent with a team of five to find the "prophet" and for some reason marry it I don't know who or what it is and when nor the species- Hell I could be marrying a goddamned unicorn for all I know!

This journey is not what I wanted nor what I needed, but I don't have a choice anymore... my little brother is out of the picture, and my older sister is comatose. Why does the weight of this family always fall on my shoulders?

Dear Diary.

1957 August 19

Age:19

Just today after nineteen years of my beautiful rural life I'm told I am a prophet but not for any higher being because "I am one" They say my parents were God's and sent me to live with their followers as the war would kill me before my first breath and I was being searched for by someone...I didn't think and damn thing to do with the fact that I have to decide what to do or else fight in the war I wasn't even involved in this is far too puzzling for me and I just want to go home...Oh! did I forget to mention?! I'm in a house that I've never been in a place I've never seen with unholy amounts of strangers. At least I have 3 days to decide my fate.

Real-Time*

Now that we've been walking for eleven days today is the twelfth and we just left camp though it takes longer than it should we should be at the post soon enough soon I will meet my fiance...as I get lost in the thoughts of whom this person is my best friend Henry decides to bother me

"Hey! Married man, you thinking about your wife!" he said roars of laughter erupted from the group bearing no reaction from me as I don't even know if it'll be a woman or a damn human! Will it be a man? Have the Gods kicked me in the ass in forcing me to marry a rock? Why so abruptly!! Sometimes I wonder why the gods get a good laugh out of torturing me

"Come on, Isaac, it won't be that poor all you gotta do is marry and have a few heirs!"Henry said

"You can just boot whatever it is to the curb later on anyway!" Jessica declared as if she has no morals or compassion whatsoever

"We're forgetting that it will most likely be a God and will come back and kill us all plus that's not what the prophecy says"Jared blurts through the giggles and coughs the group utters after Jessicas odd statement

"See Jared is completely right, the prophecy says that love will bloom the second eyes meet to save humankind" I remind the very simple mined group who exclaim nonsensical arguments until Cassidy sees something

"Oi! Bloody hell, would that be?!" she points to a white cabin with flowers and vines surrounding it two Devanche-like figures exited the cabin holding bouquets before motioning us to come closer

"Come now, the Geono is inside, "one of them said

"Isn't the Geono the heir to a god's throne?" Henry said to me looking uneasy "Yeah that's exactly what it is with additional shit attached" I said walking closer to them and giving a sign to the squad to follow the other Devanche opened her eyes staring at me as if she was looking for something to distinguish me from anyone else.

"Show you're arm, boy," she said with a cold and intense voice as the other one was more warm and inviting I quickly rolled up my sleeve showing her my forearm she then took a peculiar-looking red flower from the bouquet and dropped the rest she rubbed the plant all one I are leaving a reddish tint as a tattoo started to appear her eyes widened as she said something to the other in another language making her rush into the cabin as she looked up at me scooping her bouquet off the ground "Welcome My Prince"

*Geono's Point of View*

I sat there as they all told me what exactly was happening as they put makeup on me, which I think I don't need.

over the past week or so I had been told the entire story about every little thing, that would be happening and how it would all happen, the man who was coming here, the half-made dress that was made for me that the queen would finish and the rest my mother would do...that's when I knew this was all the bride's mothers would create a dress for the wedding and the groom, the fathers would do the same "the martial fabric ritual".

I was put in a different dress that was better although the thought of a dress was funny as that's all I would wear when I was young it's no longer practical for day-to-day life... A simple silver necklace the worst-tasting dye on my lips and as many fruits as they could feed me and I was rushed down the stairs to see a man who in the few minutes he was here was put through similar treatment as he looked better than he did when he came (I looked out the window he looked worried) I stared at him as he looked surprised when he turned "Turns out the Gods didn't kick me in the ass this time" he said staring me down as I soon noticed that the only people in the room were his group members as a wagon was pulled around which is what I'm guessing we'll be leaving in as I zone out staring out of the window he takes my hand "Well? What might your name be darling?" He spoke with the most charming smile known to mankind I hesitate to even answer "Uh- Angel" "Ah.. What a suiting name considering you are one" he said to me trying to use whatever ever about of charm he had in his belt "uhm no it's actually because my real name is essentially physical unpronounceable to humans but it does mean angelic" I said noticing that information was useless to him his face dropping from that smile to an unamused look "Welp, You are a dunce" he said with an, even more, I exited tone "come on everyone the wedding awaits" he said picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder with a simple gesture telling the rest of them to follow "HAH!? What do you think you're doing?!" I said, yelling at him as we walked out of the small cottage."Taking you to your new home, what else would I do with you?" he said, tapping my behind as we exited the house."ACK!- I don't know, be a little more GENTLE?!"I said already angry and defeated and whoever the guy that was walking behind him made it worse with his little comments "Ah, yes the married couple bickering, always a surprise what they argue about next" he said poking my nose as we stopped in guessing in front of the wagon "All ready and packed, Be safe on your journey and be sure you sleep by her eye" Barry said most likely bowing before the man letting me down "Thank you, Barry be sure to stand by his hand" I said with a small bow before getting into the wagon with a few people following after as soon as we started to move things began. I don't know what will come next...